Why choose to be a villain when you can be a decent human being? That's exactly what Dong Mingming did.
It drizzled all day, but the evening meeting still went ahead as planned. And this time, Captain Wu was unusually serious, completely different from his usual perfunctory attitude. That meant Dong Mingming was in trouble.
Does Song Yan feel relieved?
I guess so!
Why is it considered as such? Because she didn't take any action herself and didn't get back what Dong Mingming owed her.
This is unlike Dong Mingming. Spreading rumors in the brigade, however malicious, doesn't risk anyone's life.
If it weren't for the brigade leader's insistence on protecting him, the Cheng brothers standing in front of him, and the entire militia protecting him, if Song Yan had actually gone to the commune that day...
Some people have no bottom line when they go crazy. That serious man believed Song Yan was guilty. He was willing to do anything to get the confession he wanted. It's hard to say.
Grandma Wang, a relative of a martyr, did her best to protect Song Yan, ensuring that even if Director Fan hadn't come that day, Song Yan would have escaped unscathed.
In addition, Director Fan wanted to settle things peacefully that day, which is why the matter was finally resolved.
Although he himself was safe and sound, that was thanks to everyone's protection. But that cannot conceal Dong Mingming's true intentions.
This is not much different from wanting your own life.
Song Yan looked at Dong Mingming, who was standing in front of him looking disheveled: What you owe me, I will definitely get back.
Chen Xiaobei's wife leaned closer again: "This rain looks like it'll continue until midnight. The brigade can't go to work tomorrow, but everyone wants to go. Are you going?"
After Song Yan returned, Aunt Wei told her about the group hunting trip. It really did happen once or twice a year. Because so many people went, there wasn't much of a fuss.
Many women and older people also went. They were all physically capable. They gathered mushrooms together on the outskirts. Once they had gathered enough, they brought them back first. The able-bodied men then went deeper into the mountains to hunt.
The harvested wood ear mushrooms were taken to the commune to be sold, and the money was split equally among the people who came into the mountains.
The game was shared among the whole village, but those who went with the villagers received a larger share.
This year, no one in the brigade has run out of food. In the past, when meat was distributed after a hunt, many families would not eat it themselves but would exchange it for some grain.
However, what you can get is uncertain; sometimes it's a lot, sometimes it's a little.
Aunt Wei had Song Yan follow Chen Xiaodong's wife, and she went into the mountains with her every year; she was in great physical condition.
No wonder she insisted she was the best; she goes every year…
The rain didn't stop until midnight, and although the sky hadn't cleared up in the morning, it had stopped raining. At this time, the production team wasn't working, so they went into the mountains to pick wood ear mushrooms.
As soon as it was light, everyone gathered at the brigade headquarters.
Wow! There are so many people, more than three hundred people! This includes everyone who is able to move around except for the elderly and the infirm!
Cheng Yousuo quickly divided the people into four groups. Each group consisted of half young and strong men, and half women and older people.
Each group has its own leader. There's no election; it's just someone the group considers to be experienced.
Song Yan noticed that everyone was very self-disciplined at that moment. Chen Xiaodong's wife asked with a smile, "Don't you think everyone is unusually easy to talk to today? And unusually obedient?"
Song Yan nodded.
"That's the rule. Anyone who causes trouble won't be included next year."
Song Yan naturally followed Chen Xiaodong's wife. Her name was Wang Chunmei, and the two talked as they walked. She told Song Yan not to call her "sister-in-law" anymore, but to call her "Sister Chunmei."
Everyone carried their own tools, whether it was a soil basket or a crate. When Cheng Yousuo shouted "Go into the mountains!", the four groups set off at the same time.
Chunmei offered to help Song Yan carry his gun, but Song Yan insisted on carrying it himself. Later, Wang Chunmei simply let the men carry the guns.
Wang Chunmei instructed Song Yan not to fire his gun outside the woods under normal circumstances, as there were many people around now and they were afraid of accidentally injuring someone.
The group members scattered, and Sister Chunmei told Song Yan not to wander too far. They should usually stick together in pairs and call out to each other when they get separated.
Song Yan also prefers to walk by himself, as it's more convenient for him to do whatever he wants.
There were several newly sprouted wood ear mushrooms on a piece of dead wood, with signs of harvesting nearby. The larger mushrooms had been picked, leaving the smaller ones.
Song Yan poured the first drop of spring water onto the small wood ear mushrooms. The mushrooms not only grew rapidly, but also started to sprout new ears.
Song Yan had already tested that this spring water had the same effect of promoting growth outside the space.
The wood ear mushrooms were fresh, plump, and looked particularly appealing. Song Yan quickly filled the basket with them.
After all the wood ear mushrooms were harvested, Song Yan watered the tree, and another batch of wood ear mushrooms grew on the dead wood...
The basket was full, leaving behind a withered tree covered in wood ear mushrooms. Song Yan continued walking for a short distance.
Huh? This is ginseng! It doesn't look very old. Song Yan watered it with spring water to make it age a little longer. Digging up one ginseng root is the same as digging up two. Song Yan threw two ginseng seeds a short distance away and kept watering them with spring water…
“Song Yan…”
"Sister Chunmei! Where are you? Come here!" Song Yan shouted.
The fact that Song Yan shouted that means there's something good in there.
Those nearby, hearing this, would come over. Whatever was gathered was shared, but everyone enjoyed the joy of harvesting. Whoever found something good, those nearby would come over to join the fun.
"Song Yan!"
It was Hu Youguang and his wife.
"What did you find?" Hu Youguang's wife shouted.
"Come on, there's something good here." Song Yan was digging with his head down.
"What is it? Oh! It's ginseng!" Hu Youguang exclaimed in surprise. There was ginseng even on the outskirts of Laoheishan Mountain!
“Then I’ll keep one!” Song Yan pointed it out to him.
Hu Youguang quickly grabbed a small shovel and began digging slowly.
Song Yan: "Sister-in-law, there's one more!"
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